Chicken With Its Head Cut Off

So, in my mind, this morning was supposed to be predictable and easy. Reality was more like "oh....crap".

What was supposed to happen: Get to school at 7:00 am and do physical exams on 7 horses with another student, then write up the exams and print them out. No big deal. That should certainly take less than 2 hours. Go change and get to next rotation at 9:00.

What really happened:  Get to school at 6:50 am. Yay! I'm early. Start physical exams. Oh hey, there's 8 horses, not 7. No biggie. Get physicals done on 6 horses. It's 8:00. We're cruising. Seventh horse turns out to be a stallion who "kicks, bites, and rears unless you feed him carrots during your physical exam". Awesome. Let's skip him for now until we can get a technician to help us. Eighth horse's turn. Do physical exam. Wait, where are the drugs for his treatment? They aren't in his box. They aren't in the fridge. I don't know where they went. The techs don't know where they went. What do we do? I don't know. Who will tell us what to do? No one? Awesome. Let's go back and do the stallion. After spending ten minutes doing a careful exam so as to not get my head bashed in, the vet shows up and says, "Oh you don't have to do a full exam. It's not worth dying over. Just get his heart rate." Oh. Great. After I already did the whole exam... Finish paperwork with a frenzy. It's 8:45. Print. Print. Print. Whew. Ready to head out. Vet shows up. "Did you guys do that horse in Ward 4?" Awkward silence. "What horse?" "The one that is going to surgery in fifteen minutes." Panic ensues. Rush to stall. Thank you Lord, it's a cooperative horse. Do exam. Run back to computer. Type. Type. Type. Print. RUN! Downstairs to change clothes and then back up stairs to be in the food animal ward at 9:01 am. And that was my morning...

...So I started my food animal medicine and surgery rotation today, lol. First patient was a steer with a skin problem. Second patient was a miniature pig (adorable!) with stress diarrhea. Third patient was a dairy cow that had a decrease in milk production. And the last patient of the day was a beef cow that had shattered her cannon bone and had to be euthanized. I tell you what, if every day is this busy, this rotation is going to be over before I can blink. I think I'm going to go sleep now...